Thursday, April 28, 2011
Can I haz a mom?
My phone is currently in the dark, cold classroom, all alone tonight. The flickering dim glow, yearning for detection and comfort, must be aching for the comforts of my hands right now. I feel helpless. (S)he feels abandoned. Teenage angst.
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